hey everyone, you might’ve forgotten me in the long, long course I’ve abandoned this blog but considering I have more followers here I thought I’d give my other, newer tumblr a little promotion in the hope that maybe one or two of you cares, haha :) I’ll be posting my own things there and I hope you bear with the things I make or photograph as it grows. Can’t promise a steady, consistent documentation/blogging especially as I’ll probably be busy trying to cope with life things but I will try. I think, given how much I’ve grown out of the archived contents of this blog I’ve had since 14? probably, I’ll be inactive here for good and moving on. So, if you’re interested by any means, give yr girl yyerdua a kind follow. See you on the flip side. 

m-i-s-o—ii:
“ Paris, trop triste x
”
desemparat:
“ “KISS OF DEATH” from Graham MacIndoe’s “All In” ”

chaibas:

honeyeaters:

Overcoming our sense of powerlessness is indispensable for creative work. It is truism that you cannot produce anything worthwhile unless you speak to what matters in your life and are excited about what you write or draw. Brecht used to say that whatever is produced in boredom can only generate boredom and he was right. But in order to translate our pains and pleasures into a page or a song we must have a sense of power, enough to believe that our words will be heard.

silvia federici

she right

(via fenist)

inthefuture1:

in the future you are so close

untrustyou:
“ Amanda Boe
”
mentaltimetraveller:
“ Jean Michel Basquiat
”
aizea:
“ Torkil Gudnason for Mademoiselle Magazine, March 1984.
”
My relationship with religion
comes with many footnotes
and complicated annotations
and weaknesses
and mostly excuses
written by Sarah Jean Alexander, Fit To Size (via sarahjeanalex)

(via lifeinpoetry)